Li Tai felt a surge of secret joy in his heart; he believed he had already secured the victory.
At this moment, he even thought that proposing a best-of-three contest was being overly cautious. He should have settled everything in a single match, decisively crushing Jing Yan beneath his feet, tormenting him thoroughly.
However, this strategy had been set within his family before. Oh well, three matches it would be then! Win the first one and go from there!
Moreover, a best-of-three contest had its advantages; it allowed a more comprehensive defeat for Jing Yan. If the outcome were decided in just one match, perhaps some might think luck played a part. But if Jing Yan lost all three, who could then make excuses for his failure?
Even Hu Donghe, backing Jing Yan, could only keep his mouth shut.
"Fine, Alchemist Li Tai, as you say," Jing Yan replied with half-closed eyes, his expression utterly indifferent.
